Their tongue wrestled for dominance as they ate at each other’s faces like it was their last meal. A moan tore out of Phoebe’s lips as they separated to catch their breath. “You wouldn’t want your father to know the way you moan in bed,” Lucas teased her as he brushed his lips at her sweet spot, making her moan again, this time louder than the first. Phoebe’s face flushed red as she imagined Gladys and her father listening to her whimpering. Embarrassment surged through her as she bit down on her bottom lip, but Lucas seemed to have other plans as he repeated the action a couple of times, nibbling, biting, and sucking on her neck, leaving no part untouched. Phoebe bit down harder on her lip to stifle another moan as she felt hot liquid glide down from her insides. Her whole body burned as he expertly touched her at all of her heating points. But as much as she tried to get him to touch her burning core, he avoided it. Gripping her breasts a bit too firmly, she felt a surge of pain
“How about you explain to Grandpa and Gladys first while I join in later? Hmm?” Lucas appealed to the toddler. “Okay, Dad,” Ivan gave a curt nod before he hurried into the house. Lucas’s eyes returned to Phoebe, staring at her like they were on a mission to kill her. A second passed. Then a minute, but Lucas neither uttered any word nor did he move. The rate at which Phoebe’s heart pounded against her chest escalated to an even faster pace, as she watched him stare at her like a hawk, his eyes emotionless. Not cold, not warm, it was void of any emotion. “Lucas, I-” The words clung to her throat as she made to explain. It's not like she was sure of what to say as he had caught in on her lie. She'd just confirmed his accusations and nothing she said to him now would matter as he seemed to have already made up his mind. Phoebe was jerked out of her thoughts as Lucas began to move towards her, his expression blank while his eyes continued to bore holes into her. Involuntarily, a
A vein popped out from Lucas’s head as he pranced back and forth, clutching his phone tightly as he dialed Phoebe’s number for the umpteenth time. Where have they gone? He wondered, his heart banging against his chest from fury. Looking up, his eyes locked with James for a brief second, before he averted his gaze. A part of Lucas wanted to yell at the man for letting her leave but he restrained himself, knowing how stupid that would sound. Phoebe was a grown woman and had every right to go out with whoever she wanted and whenever she wanted. After Phoebe had foolishly decided to leave him, Lucas became so furious that he lashed out at her, accusing her to be having an affair with Trevor. He had no idea when the words spewed out from his hands and he'd immediately regretted them. But just as he wanted to apologize, she flared up, yelling about how discontented she was in their marriage, how he always controlled her, and stuff like that. Lucas had been taken aback on hearing that,
Trevor watched as her nose flared nonstop as she glared at him and he was sure he would be dead if her eyes were guns. Even though he felt a painful twinge for threatening her with their child, he forced his features into an unbothered one. He had to be a little hard on her or lose them forever. “Hurry up doll, we don’t have all the time in the world,” he urged her on, breaking into a light chuckle as she shot him another deathly stare. But after some seconds, she stomped up to her room, murmuring stuff about jerks who thought they could toy with people. She looks so cute when angry. Trevor thought to himself as he walked back to the living room, shutting the door. Phoebe came down minutes later, dressed in matching outfits with Ivan. Without looking in his direction, she plodded out of the house to wait by the car. Stifling his laughter, Trevor bade James goodbye before he joined them. Soon, they were out of the property. “You look lovely,” Trevor complimented her but she ig
“Have you heard from him?” Annie asked in a way that looked like she knew the answer already. “He hasn’t,” Phoebe sighed. “I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do. Ivan doesn't let any day pass without asking about him and I’m running out of lies to tell him,” There was silence before Annie’s voice returned, a little bit quieter than the first time she’d spoken. “Should I be honest with you, Phoebe? I think you should go back to Lucas. I feel like you had acted a bit too fast, you didn’t even give him the chance to think. And if I know you…” “Annie, can I call you back in a few minutes? Just got to the office and I'm a few minutes late,” Phoebe cut in. She was immediately filled with remorse as an uncomfortable silence ensued between them. “Okay. Call me when you're less busy. Stay safe, okay?” Annie finally broke the silence before she ended the call. Picking her handbag, phone, and some documents from the passenger seat, Phoebe struggled out of the car. She waved a
Immediately after breakfast the next morning, Trevor drove Mary and his mother to the hospital. “Hello Doctor Miriam,” Mrs. Maddox greeted the supposed doctor who looked to be nothing more than thirty-five as they walked into the room. “Hello,” Doctor Miriam returned her greetings as her eyes darted to the other occupants of the room before they finally rested on Mary. “Lie down on that bed,” she ordered as she pointed at one of the two beds in the room. “We would be needing a bit of privacy. Why don't you guys wait outside…,” “I would be staying here with you guys,” Trevor interrupted. “She’s my wife and I don’t think that would be a problem,” he added, dragging the ‘wife’ part like it was dirt that would taint his tongue. Doctor Miriam furrowed her brows in confusion as she glanced over at Mrs. Maddox. “Mr. Maddox, I understand that you have your concerns but it's inappropriate for you to be here while the test is being carried out. Moreover, it's just to check how far